Well, this is a bummer and no mistake.

You went trick or treating with your best buds - Jud and Emmentine Clara McAlmont Toshara Rothschester (Emmie for short) - and where should you decide to trick or treat first?

The old Markham place.

You knew it was a bad idea. Kids talk about this place like it's haunted and the creaking gate, stone gargoyles on the front of the house and eerie music playing didn't help. But you never imagined that when you knocked on the front door and shouted, "Trick or treat!" that the crazy old man who lived here would come rushing out and lop Jud's head off with a meat cleaver he was carrying. The head flew right off his shoulders with a spray of blood trailing behind it - it was quite a sight, I can tell you - and landed at Emmie's feet.

She said, "We should, uh, probably run round about now."

Which would have been excellent advice if the crazy old man hadn't already grabbed the pair of you and bundled you inside his house. Note to self: next time a crazy old man lops your best friend's head off, run for it. Don't wait for someone telling you to run for it.

Ah well.

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